Bravery , courage , valour | Curiosity, desire, conviction I started my journey a recovering workaholic, depressed, anxious, overweight. I knew I had to overcome the storm clouds rolling in from the horizon, the darkness as I ventured into the woods. I needed to be brave, whatever shred of courage I had, I clung to…
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Back into Lockdown (Cathartic Ella)
We take a break from our regular program to rant/brain dump/stream our consciousness about our current feelings and situation. I am writing to you wonderful people out there from the confines of my four walls. If you are watching the news or are Australian you would be aware that Wednesday we (Melbourne, Victoria) went back…
The inner ramblings of a lost conversation (mediocre-melly)
Without offense to my friends , family and associates, I am desperately in need of better company. For the last decade or longer I've inquired of all minds I've come across to the potential of shaping a different future. If not a unanimous resounding of complaints, and listing of limitations , then it is one…
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The week after (mediocre-melly)
June 2nd I started writing, it was the week after and I stumbled a bit. Still eating junk food, and having traumatic physical pain guuuurh. All these dreams of success, dashed with the reality of failure but now June 29th, I have lost 5 kilos : D! But also gained some back with a birthday…
Breaking Bad (Habits)
"The ability to refuse the acceptance of the perceived and real limitations of the information I am presented, is perhaps the most convincing evidence for my most treasured gift of free will." There is a voice there. A small voice of what it could be, like a land beyond the chasm, beautiful, shimmering, and distant…
A daydream (Mediocre-Melly)
The screen blurs as the sound of whirring from the computer fades into the distance. She doesn't realize but her eyes are staring out the window into the blue sky, and her mind a thousand miles away. She can see the leather hiking boots laced up as she takes another step in those breathable padded…
A letter to my future self…. (Cathartic-Ella)
"Enjoy life - there are no re-runs" Hello future Ella, I write to you a month away from our 30th and I do not know how to tell you this, but we are having a mid-life? Tri-life crisis? In case you forgot, the world went crazy in 2020. A pandemic broke out and you were…
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Chasing The Dream. 